Chapter 1345: Purple Light, the Great Sage of Reincarnation
On the bloody sky, wind and clouds suddenly rolled, and a huge whirlpool swallowed everything.
All of this, the surrounding spiritual energy is like a whale swallowing, all flowing into the whirlpool.
In the forest where the Zixia Holy Land is located, ancient trees were uprooted one after another, as if they were trying to refine the world into it.
Even Sizu felt a strong attraction, as if it wanted to swallow him up.
He Feiyang snorted coldly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly felt the sword intent rising to the sky.
Deep in the Zixia Holy Land, a stream of light passed through.
It was as if the rays of light were expelling the darkness in the world, and the rays of light gradually emerged and turned into the shape of a long bow.
This bow and arrow are all made of gilt material.
The crescent moon is like an arc, the bow body is like fire, and the bow string is ten thousand feet high.
He Feiyang grabbed the bow and arrow with one hand, turned his body half a circle, and directly opened the bow in his hand.
This bow does not need He Feiyang's guidance. When he pulls it open, the power of heaven and earth condenses on the bow, and a sharp arrow appears on its own.
"Is this?" Zuzu squinted his eyes slightly, feeling the supreme power coming from the bow and arrow.
"It's just a purple light," Xu Zimo said.
Although the Demon Lord's memory is not completely integrated.
But at least I know part of it.
The memory of the demon lord is very huge, and it is not just the memory of the previous generation of demon lords.
Among them are also the memories carried by the previous generation of demon lords from his previous generation of demon lords.
It can be said that as many lives as the demon lord has been reincarnated, this memory will be as numerous as it is.
If one day, Xu Zimo follows in the footsteps of other demon lords and is defeated by Heaven.
Then he will also pass this memory along with his own memory to the next demon lord.
This is an obsession.
Eternal and indelible.
"Purple light?" Shi Zu muttered to himself.
He is no more than the Great Emperor. Although his knowledge is not that far-reaching, at least he still knows a lot of things.
But he had never heard of such a thing.
"There are two extremely powerful things in the sun, one is the true fire of the sun, and the other is the purple light," Xu Zimo also explained when he had nothing to do.
"This bow was made by collecting purple light and supplementing it with various precious materials.
It is not as good as the thousands and thousands of things, but it is better than the thousands and hundreds of things.”
Upon hearing Xu Zimo's words, Serzu's eyes narrowed.
The Great Thousand Hundreds of Things is the most intuitive ranking of treasures among people in the Nine Realms.
In fact, this list is not eternal.
Whenever a peerless treasure is created, this list will undergo a change.
Many people are proud of the fact that their treasures are on display in the universe, and their reputation can be spread throughout the nine realms.
But there are also many things, such as How to Fly, which are not rare at all.
The long bow is winding, and purple mist suddenly appears.
The blood-colored void that had been refined suddenly suddenly exploded with an aurora rising into the sky.
After the aurora disappeared into the whirlpool in the void, it was still calm at first.
But gradually, the void began to break apart, and even the swallowing whirlpool shattered.
An unknown fire burned in the sky.
And the trigger for this nameless fire is the reincarnation rope.
"You...what did you do?" The world-weary fairy shouted in panic.
He wanted to recall the rope of reincarnation, but unfortunately the connection between himself and the rope of reincarnation has been severed.
"I said, you are not qualified to fight me, let the people behind you come out," He Feiyang said calmly.
It is well known that his eyes are not on the world-weary fairy, as if the other person is an ant.
Not worth mentioning.
He stared at Samsara Mountain and saw that there was still no movement there.
Then he smiled and said: "Since you don't want to come out, then I will beat you until you come out."
After He Feiyang finished speaking, the bow in his hand reappeared, and the purple light condensed out again.
A ray of light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
The figure of the world-weary fairy had no time to dodge and was directly blown away.
And from Samsara Mountain, there was an earth-shattering explosion.
It was as if a bottomless pit had appeared in that land.
Then there was a cold snort.
This cold snort was like thunder, exploding in everyone's hearts, and He Feiyang's figure also took several steps back.
When the dust settled, I saw that the Samsara Mountain was already crumbling.
And in the midst of the crumbling, a simple figure slowly walked out.
At this moment, the world was silent.
This figure seemed to have traveled through countless time and space, and when its flowing eyes looked at everyone, it seemed that it had been reincarnated countless times.
"Mayflies shake the trees, but they are nothing more than ants," said the figure who came out.
He Feiyang's eyes were slightly focused, and he kept staring at the figure who came out.
This is a man who does not have a huge or earth-shattering aura, only endless reincarnations surrounding him.
It seemed that with every step he took, the world was reincarnated, the sun and the moon were reversing, and the sky was shaking.
His tall body was wrapped in a simple robe, his long hair was flowing, and there was a very large millstone behind his back.
The millstone had been behind him for who knows how long.
It's like I'm one with him.
"The Great Sage of Reincarnation," Sizu said word for word.
Even though he was born in the Demon Realm, he still knows the power of the Great Sage of Samsara.
Except for the two ancestors of the demon generals in the Demon Realm, almost no one is the opponent of the Great Sage of Samsara.
This is also the tragedy of the demons.
Over hundreds of millions of years, even a pig can probably become a saint through practice.
It's a pity that the great sages of the Demon Realm are all short-lived people.
Otherwise, the accumulation of hundreds of millions of years would be such a powerful force.
The more Zuzu thought this way, the more angry he became towards the Holy Court and Heaven.
When he was in the game before, he had not thought about these things.
Now when I step out and take a look, I realize the sorrow of the demons. They are like animals being raised and waiting to be slaughtered at any time.
"Don't get excited, this is a matter of Zixia Holy Land and has nothing to do with us," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"My lord, do you think He Feiyang will be your opponent?" Zu Zu asked.
In fact, he was not optimistic about He Feiyang.
"Sometimes death is not the only solution," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
He seemed to know something, but he didn't say it clearly.
Si Zu didn't dare to ask any more questions and could only watch quietly from the side.
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In front of the Zixia Holy Land, the Great Sage of Samsara looked at He Feiyang indifferently and said, "Don't say it's you. Even if you, the Zixia Sage, are resurrected, you wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous."
We are both great saints, so we are not afraid of each other.
Seeing that He Feiyang remained silent, the Great Sage of Samsara continued: "Don't say that I bully the juniors.
I'll give you the chance to make the first move."
"Who said I'm going to fight you?" He Feiyang shook his head and laughed.
"It's not up to you to kill my Holy Son of the Land of Ancient Reincarnation," the Great Sage of Reincarnation said.
"If it's just a grudge between juniors, that's fine. Are you trying to bully me into reincarnation?"
"No, you don't understand what I mean," He Feiyang shook his head and replied.
